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Now, we move our story to the next character.      Her mother shook her gently, trying to wake her sleeping daughter. "Alexander, up you go. Time to head to school. It was five in the morning, Alice's bus came to pick her up at seven as well but her mother loved to have her wake up at a early time so that she could get a good breakfast and her makeup all nice and clean for school.      Yet, these are stories for another time.      Alice rolled onto her side and shook her head. "Mamma, let me sleep in a little...please?" She grumbled. It was another day where she just wanted to curl up and sleep all day.      "If that is what you want

"...Bella? Isabella? BELLA GET DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!" The mother shouted that up the stairs as she wiped her hands on her apron. "Sleeping till six thirty when you have a bus at seven." With a shake of her head, she turned and went into the kitchen to put the cold breakfast of eggs into the microwave.      The person shot up and almost jumped out of bed before running to the mirror. He stared at his reflection.      Yes people, this is a boy.      That is the first piece of the key.      His short brown hair was messy due to bed head and his blue eyes still had clear signs of sleep in them. Not only but anger of being called by his 'Ot